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[If you happen to be in Cross' bar and wine shop, you're in for a treat. The usually blonde haired, silver eyed woman is now dark haired and dark eyed, leaning onto the counter with a bottle of wine in her hand. She's not paying attention to any patrons.]
I hate being human. You'd think I'd get used to it, but it's just annoying. I hate how I look. I hate how I get cold, meaning I have to wear layers and layers of clothing that I don't like. I hate having to eat, because I don't know what half of it is.
[There's a pause here as she grabs the counter for a second because whooooa the room tilted.]
I hate how I have such a small tolerance for alcohol. I think I'm drunk. Oops.
[[ooc: Open post for Cross' bar/shop :) Feel free to mingle amongst yourselves.]]
I hate being human. You'd think I'd get used to it, but it's just annoying. I hate how I look. I hate how I get cold, meaning I have to wear layers and layers of clothing that I don't like. I hate having to eat, because I don't know what half of it is.
[There's a pause here as she grabs the counter for a second because whooooa the room tilted.]
I hate how I have such a small tolerance for alcohol. I think I'm drunk. Oops.
[[ooc: Open post for Cross' bar/shop :) Feel free to mingle amongst yourselves.]]